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I recently moved to a new area,and I've gone to the same gas station for all of my gas station needs without fail. It's this tiny little Texaco just up the road from my humble abode, I think a middle eastern family operates it, but there's this one guy in particular who's a little over friendly.

He's at least 35, somewhere around 5'4, dark hair with a little grey usually combed back, real thick accent, he was almost always the only one there when I was there. Real friendly, always just smiling away, I'd go in to buy smokes, and he'd give me half off, 'Special price for special lady', always with a wink. One day, he wore a loud ass green shirt because he 'knew I'd be coming in, and it matched my hair'(I had some green placements at the time), which I thought was a little awkward, but I didn't read too deeply into it and laughed it off. Allow me to clarify that I never flirted with this guy in any sense of the word. I never said anything outside of 'How're you?' or 'How's your day been?', things I consider polite, though very trivial and impersonal. Anyway, I'm not one to complain about more money in my pocket, this went on in this manner until the ass end of May, when who I assume was his son started working evenings and I didn't really see him again until this past Tuesday.

I walked in to get smokes, and he starts out with 'Oh! Oh my gosh! Is been so long since I see you, how you been?' I laugh, tell him fine, whatever. Dude runs out from behind the counter and bearhugs me, and I can feel very distinctly a boner, right on my leg. I laugh it off, though thoroughly grossed out, and he tells me he changed shifts. Opening instead of closing now, I better start getting cigarettes in the morning instead, and still a little weirded out by this strange tiny man's boner being up in my shit, I politely state that mornings are tight time-wise, maybe weekends would work better, y'know. He didn't like that. He insisted, asking me when I woke up, where I was going, he even asked for my address, all of which I didn't answer and tried to make my way to the door to leave as quickly as possible. He runs up to get the door for me, escorts me to my car, OPENS MY CAR DOOR FOR ME, and since I left my windows down, he sticks his head in and proudly informs me that he owns that gas station. He told me that I could have all the coffee I wanted, all of it, on him if I'd stop by to see him in the morning, while rubbing my arm very consistently and telling me how much he missed seeing my beautiful face. I have never been so weirded out in my life. Poor guy tried, I'll give him that, but cripes.

No... I don't think this is worthy of let's not meet. He didn't do anything creepy. In his mind he just missed you and walked you to your car. He didn't try to rape you or kill you or anything. Sure he might seem creepy, but he doesn't sound like a threat at all

Uh, so if you're walking home late at night and someone is actively following you and walks you to your car, while you don't have any idea who they Re, it's perfectly okay and not creepy at all? Okay. I want you to remember what you're saying when something happens to you. Remember, as long as they're not actively trying to rape or kill you it's okay.

okay first of all, it was the evening, not the middle of the night. the evening means around dinner time, so it would still be light. second, you're not walking home late at night either. you're walking from the gas station to your car, which would be about 20 feet. also, in addition to the light in the sky, most gas stations have about 30 1000 watt bulbs in the ceiling of the gas station over the gas pumps that come on at a predisposed time. in addition to THAT, you said that you didn't know who the stranger is, even though they're not a stranger at all... dangnematodes said that they went to that gas station for all of their gas station needs. so really, you're not being actively followed by a complete stranger in the middle of the night, but more like being harassed by someone you see often and then followed 20 feet to your car which is in an relatively well lighted area, where he rubs your arm, calls you beautiful, and says he misses you, and then offers you free coffee. i would rather that not happen, but still, that wouldn't be too creepy for me...

When I was younger, my mom had this grey Oldsmobile with a really crappy air conditioning, so we spent a lot of time with the windows down.

One night we were at a brightly lit gas stationand she went inside to get a soda leaving me, my two sisters, and my aunt in the car. Windows down, car off.

Some guy proceeds to walk out of the store and makes direct eye contact with me, and I awkwardly smiled and looked away. The next thing I know, this guy has walked over to the car and is leaning on the drivers side window. Just staring at me. Everyone on the car went silent.

He just sits there, leaning in and smiling at twelve year old me, with his breath reeking of alcohol. Minutes (seconds) pass and my mom walks out of the store and notices him and runs over to the car.

She pulls him out of the window and proceeds to tear him a new one for leaning his drunk ass into her car filled with her kids. He tries to form sentences and ends up trying to talk about Jesus (wtf) with her.

And then he stumbled off, leaving us to freak out.

So, is that perfectly okay to you too? Because all this guy did was be drunk and lean all the way into someone's open window to try and talk to an underage girl. He didn't try to rape me, or kill me. And it was all brightly lit, so it was perfectly safe.

Right. I should mention, before you try and say he was fine because he was just trying to talk to my twenty nine year old aunt, in the Oldsmobile there is three seats in the front and three in the back. My aunt was on the passenger side, I was in the middle, and my mom would have been in the drivers seat. Drunk guy could have easily gone to the passenger side to talk to my aunt.

You're an asshole who can't admit that they just thought they were in the wrong subreddit.

no for real, the subreddit isn't even what matters. i just had a freudian slip when i said no sleep because i had been browsing it before i saw this one on lets not meet. i honestly think this story (not yours, but dangnematodes) is not worthy of no sleep OR letsnotmeet. the subreddit doesn't matter, mostly because these two subreddits are almost the same thing anyways. if i was posting in the wrong subreddit, i would man up and admit it. but that's not what happened.